Pooh Sticks

Oct 20, 2008 08:41

This weekend was a long holiday weekend for us here in UT.  We were going to go back to Delta (my choice), but the kids rebelled a bit so we decided to stay local.  One day was spent doing our part to aid in the economic recovery of our great nation.  We even got Dilbert into a store!  It was good, although he's feeling a bit of sticker shock after seeing how much it takes to buy just a few pieces of clothes for each of the girls.

The next day we puttered around here, getting the yard and house ready for winter but with the weather so beautiful, it is hard to really get serious about it.  We wont really get going on the winterizing until the big snow is imminent (at least that's how it's been the last few years.)

On Saturday we went to the city library and then to the creek behind it.  My kids insist on playing Pooh Sticks every time we go there, no matter how old they are.  For those who don't know what Pooh Sticks are, here's a lesson.  First, find a bridge over a stream, creek or river.  Next, select a sturdy, recognizable stick.  Hold the stick over the water upstream and drop it.



Then rush to the other side of the bridge and watch for your stick to come under the bridge.  The first stick to pass under the bridge is the winner.  Then repeat the process until your parents loose patience with the game and tell you to stop.




We are very fortunate to have such a lovely park so close to home.  It is really like a hideaway with a thick canopy of trees and cute little paths.  AND a library!  Whoohoo!







I realized that I hadn't marked the passing of our anniversary moving here to UT.  We moved here conference weekend, 2000, so it's been 8 years.  It doesn't seem it could possibly be that long!  But yeah, it has.  I still miss my TX friends, but enjoy it here in UT so much.  I went for a short hike yesterday to enjoy the changing leaves on the bench above our home (and take a few pictures with my new baby).  Apparently everyone else had the same idea, there were so many people on the trail, it was ridiculous.

photography, marissa, holly

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